Machine Gun - Live at the Isle of Wight - Jimi Hendrix

Machine gun

Tearing my body all apart

Machine gun

Tearing my body all apart

Evil man make me kill ya

Evil man make you kill me

Evil man make me kill you

Even though we're only families apart

Well I pick up my axe and fight like a farmer

(You know what I mean)

Hey and your bullets keep knocking me down

Hey I pick up my axe and fight like a farmer now

Yeah but you still blast me down to the ground

The same way you shoot me down baby

You'll be going just the same

Three times the pain

And your own self to blame

Hey machine gun

Oooooooooo

I ain't afraid of your mess no more, babe

I ain't afraid no more

After a while your your cheap talk don't even cause me pain

So let your bullets fly like rain

'Cause I know all the time you're wrong baby

And you'll be goin' just the same

Yeah machine gun

Tearing my family apart

Yeah yeah alright

Tearing my family apart

Don't you shoot him down

He's about to leave here

Don't you shoot him down

He's got to stay here

He ain't going nowhere

He's been shot down to the ground

Oh where he can't survive no no

Yeah that's what we don't wanna hear any more, alright

No bullets

At least here, huh huh

No guns, no bombs

Huh huh

No nothin', just let's all live and live

You know instead of killin'